“After you, I never found my way back home.”

Be unafraid in the pursuit of truth.

The darkness doesn’t stand a chance against the sun.

I’ll see your darkness and love you anyway.

People are like water you can’t contain them.

Letting go is an art – master it and be free.

After you, I never found my way back home.

Broken glass taught me there is something so beautiful in shattering.

Love is the answer to most of life’s questions.

It doesn’t matter how rich you are, if you don’t have love.

When we met, I knew I had loved you for many lifetimes.

It’s the blood of the ancients that runs through the veins.

Listen to your body – she never lies.

Open your eyes – love is everywhere.

The fog hides what’s right in front of us – love does that too.

Let go of the hands that don’t want to hold yours.

The power that created all the stars in the universe is also in you.

Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.

Dawn breaks and this heart breaks, too. Yet the sun continues to rise and this heart of mine knows only of the journey down, like an eclipse of the heart.

I was told I could break free if I wanted to. That my wings would mend with time. But how can I mend a part of me that was never built to weather a storm?

I broke something and realized I should break something once a week to remind me how fragile life is.

Your smile brightens the lives of all who see it. To someone who has seen a dozen people frown, scowl or turn their faces away, your smile is like the sun breaking through the clouds.

The whole problem of life, then, is this: how to break out of one’s own loneliness, how to communicate with others.

Open your mind, allow your feelings to be expressed, to be pushed out, and your heart will neither break nor burst, but be a free-flowing channel of the life energy in your soul.

Break me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.